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Neetu didn’t let up. Her tongue kept sweeping over Sirisha’s slick folds, her lips sucking harder, pulling Sirisha lower, deeper, into the abyss of pleasure. Sirisha’s body shuddered beneath her, every moan, every gasp, making her feel untouchable, as though she had become a part of this moment, a creature of pure sensation, lost in the need.
 
Ravi’s own body trembled with desire as he watched, his breath coming in quick gasps. Every moan from Sirisha, every flick of Neetu’s tongue, burned itself into his mind. His chest was tight, his stomach twisted with an intensity that left him feeling helpless, caught between guilt and longing.
 
The emotions were too powerful, overwhelming him. He wanted to touch them both, to claim this space, to become one with them, but he remained frozen, unable to act, consumed by the desire he couldn’t escape.
 
Neetu’s hands gripped Sirisha’s hips, her fingers digging in as she pulled her closer, anchoring her to the pleasure. Neetu deepened the kiss with her tongue, sliding it between Sirisha’s folds, savoring the taste of her. She teased Sirisha’s clit again, flicking it with purpose, pulling out desperate gasps from Sirisha’s lips.
 
The younger woman was trembling now, her body a taut coil, every part of her skin on fire. Sirisha’s moans grew louder, her back arching as she sought more, closer, deeper.
 
The pressure in her core was building, but Neetu refused to let her fall, keeping the pace slow, deliberate, as though she were savoring every second of Sirisha’s unraveling.
 
Ravi was shaking now, the strain of holding himself back too much to bear. His body screamed for release, torn between the overwhelming need to take part in this and the guilt that threatened to drown him. He wanted to be inside this, to touch them both, to claim the space between them. His thoughts spiraled into a haze of longing and helplessness.
 
“Bhabhi…” Sirisha whispered, the desperation in her voice thick, as though she were already at the edge. “Please…”
 
It was Neetu’s teeth, a playful nip at Sirisha’s frenulum, that sent her over the edge. The gentle bite triggered a chain reaction of heat, lightning racing through Sirisha’s body. She gasped, her fingers gripping the couch as she came undone, her body shaking with the intensity of the orgasm.
 
Neetu held her close, murmuring soothing words against Sirisha’s skin even as the last tremors passed. Her tongue lingered, slowly tracing circles around Sirisha’s clit, as though grounding her in the aftershocks of their shared pleasure. The motion was both satisfying and strangely comforting, as though Neetu were ensuring that Sirisha would never feel alone in this moment.
 
Ravi watched, his heart hammering in his chest, his gaze locked onto Sirisha’s flushed face. The pleasure radiating from her was almost too much to bear. He wanted to taste what Neetu had tasted, to feel their connection between them. He couldn’t stop himself anymore. The need was too great.
 
It wasn’t just about physical pleasure anymore; it was the feeling of being seen, cherished in this raw vulnerability, this space where there was no judgment, only the heat of Neetu’s desire and a devotion that felt almost ancient.
 

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The Fourth Round Begins
 

Ravi’s voice broke the silence, the words hanging in the air like a heavy, inevitable decree.

“Time’s up.”

The command was soft but unyielding, settling into the space between them like a stone sinking into still water. The weight of the words was undeniable, but so was the craving that pulsed through him. 

The third round had ended, and with it, the rush of exhilaration mixed with frustration. His chest heaved, lungs tight with anticipation, but the aching reality that they only had five minutes, five fleeting minutes to indulge in this dangerous game, made it all the more bittersweet. 

He couldn’t stop. But neither could he go on forever.
 
Sirisha froze, her lips still tingling from their previous touch, the taste of Neetu’s skin lingering on her own. Her body felt suspended in time, as though the world had paused, holding its breath. Her mind raced, unable to let go of the sensation of pleasure that still swirled within her. 

She couldn’t bear the thought of it ending. It was like waking from a dream too soon, only to find that everything real felt insufficient. The air around them had thickened, richer somehow, as if the universe itself had become charged with something deeper, something undeniable.
 
Neetu’s hand brushed Sirisha’s arm softly, a touch that was both calming and electric. 

The shiver it sent down Sirisha’s spine spoke of unspoken power, an intimate command that made her feel both vulnerable and desired. "Go ahead, beta," Neetu murmured, her voice like velvet, but underneath the softness, Sirisha could hear something darker, something hungry. "Pick the next chit."

Her words were like a promise, and Sirisha knew that the next step, whatever it was, would be a new threshold to cross.
 
Ravi’s eyes flicked between Neetu and Sirisha, his pulse quickening as tension began to crawl through the room. His body was taut, wound tight with a mixture of nervous excitement and anticipation.
 
He had no idea what would happen next, and that lack of control left him hanging on the edge. His body was already strung too tight, bracing for something that was both inevitable and terrifying.
 
Sirisha nodded silently, her fingers trembling slightly as she reached for the small bowl of folded chits. 

The rustle of the paper was a soft murmur in the heavy silence, the sound stretching out as if mocking the fleeting time they had left.

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For a heartbeat, it felt as though the world was suspended, all three of them locked in a single moment of silent anticipation, the tension so thick it was almost tangible.
 
With a careful hand, Sirisha unfolded the chit. 

Her gaze flickered down to the words written in delicate handwriting, and her breath caught. The paper whispered the answer that had already begun to shift the very balance of power in the room: Ravi’s briefs.
 
Ravi’s stomach clenched at the sight. His heart raced, pounding in his chest as his face flushed with a mix of heat and cold. It was like the room had shrunk, everything around him collapsing into the knowledge of what was about to happen. 

His breath faltered, but his gaze was drawn magnetically to the sight of Sirisha’s hands holding the chit with his clothing on it, the implications thickening the air, suffocating him. He could feel a mixture of guilt and desire, the two emotions colliding in a way that left him dizzy and uncertain.
 
Neetu’s lips curled into a smile, one that was tender but edged with something far more wicked. Her eyes glinted with dangerous excitement, the kind that came from knowing she was pushing all of them closer to the edge. She turned to Ravi, her voice a soft murmur, low and teasing. “Ready for this, beta?”


The words were soft, but beneath them was a current of something much deeper, something that made Ravi’s chest tighten with anticipation and an underlying nervousness. He couldn’t form a response, his mind tangled in a web of emotions, but his body spoke louder than words. 

He could only nod, his hands trembling as they gripped the armrest, his knuckles turning white with the effort of holding himself still.
 
The air felt charged, thick with the weight of what was about to unfold. Ravi could feel it in his chest, his heartbeat loud in his ears. There was a strange vulnerability in this moment, nervous excitement, like waiting for a storm to break. 

This wasn’t something he had prepared for. But his body had already made its choice, pulling him deeper into the tension. It was no longer about control. It was about surrender.
 
Neetu’s smile deepened, her eyes flicking between the two of them with hunger. “Let’s decide who gets the honor,” she purred, her voice a whisper, meant only for them. 

She held up a coin, her fingers curling around the small metal disc with an almost ceremonial grace. “Heads for Ravi, tails for Sirisha.”

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The coin spun into the air, a flash of metal catching the light as it arced gracefully above them. Time seemed to slow, every breath held, every second stretching longer than it should have. 

Sirisha’s gaze was locked on it, her chest rising and falling in anticipation. Ravi’s body was coiled tight, every muscle straining with the need for release, the need to know what would happen next.
 
The coin landed with a soft clink on the table, rolling once before it came to a stop. All three of them stared at it.
 
Tails.
 
Sirisha’s heart skipped, then raced, pounding against her ribcage as the realization hit her with a wave of heat. It’s me. I won. The moment took her breath away, a rush of fear and excitement crashing through her veins. 

She tried to steady herself, to keep calm, but every part of her body was alive with something she couldn’t quite name, giddy, terrified, and utterly aware that the game wasn’t over yet.
 
Ravi could feel the tension escalate, thickening the air, as Sirisha’s victory sank in. 

The charge between them was palpable. He felt a new wave of desire rush through him, but it was tangled with guilt. I didn’t think it would be like this. His mind spun, but it couldn’t keep up with the way his body reacted, tight, alive, and impossibly hungry. 

He had never felt like this before, caught between wanting and resisting.
 
Neetu turned to Sirisha, her gaze soft but predatory, a look that seemed to strip Sirisha bare with just the weight of it. 

“Go ahead, beta,” she whispered, her voice low and laced with something more intense, more commanding than before. “Take what’s yours.”
 
The room grew even quieter, the seconds stretching, thick with anticipation. Sirisha stood slowly, each movement heavy with meaning, her breath shallow, her skin alive with the electric awareness of every touch, every glance. 

Her hands shook as she reached for the waistband of Ravi’s briefs, the fabric barely brushing her fingertips. 

The anticipation was almost unbearable, every part of her screaming for what was coming next. 

Yet every step felt like she was walking toward something unknown, something that would change everything.
 
Ravi watched her, his breath quickening, his pulse hammering in his chest. His body was frozen in place, caught between a desperate need to move and an overwhelming vulnerability. 

He could feel Sirisha’s nervousness, the tremble in her touch, but beneath it was the same undeniable desire that had been there from the beginning. And he could feel it, deep in his bones. 

He wanted this. He wanted her to do it. But God, it was almost too much to bear.

-- oOo --

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The Fourth Round Continues

 

Neetu’s voice broke the heavy silence, her words dripping with sweet encouragement. “It’s alright, beta,” she whispered, her hand gently resting on Sirisha’s shoulder, grounding her in the moment.
 
Her touch was tender but insistent, a reassurance that everything happening now was a natural part of the game. "No one is judging you. We’re all just here together.”
 
Sirisha’s breath hitched, her eyes flickering nervously to Ravi. The sensation of his eyes on her, mixed with her own trepidation, was overwhelming. Every part of her body screamed shyness, urging her to retreat, to hide, but something in Neetu’s voice anchored her.
 
It was as if her body was a battlefield, a storm of desire crashing against a wall of fear and uncertainty. Neetu’s fingers guided Sirisha’s hands with slow precision, positioning her just where she needed to be.
 
The warmth of Neetu’s presence beside her was like a balm on Sirisha’s frazzled nerves. "You’re safe," Neetu murmured softly, "Trust yourself."
 
Ravi sat still, his body rigid, eyes never leaving Sirisha’s face. The mix of desire and nervousness was palpable in the room. He could see the struggle in Sirisha’s expression, the deep, consuming pull of need, yet the fragility of her innocence held her back.
 
His own heart raced, the feeling of helplessness creeping in. He wanted to go to her, to comfort her, but Neetu Bhabhi is her guide now.
 
Neetu’s voice continued to hum softly beside Sirisha’s ear, her words an anchor. “You’re beautiful, beta,” she said, her lips brushing Sirisha’s earlobe as she coaxed her fingers to pull at the waistband, just a little more. “It’s okay to want this. It’s okay to feel this.”
 
Sirisha’s body trembled at Neetu’s touch, the pressure of her fingers gently urging her forward. Her stomach twisted with a mix of embarrassment and excitement.
 
Neetu shifted, moving closer to Sirisha, now sitting beside her, her presence a steadying force. She placed her hand over Sirisha’s trembling one, her touch firm but gentle, offering her both support and encouragement. “Don’t worry, beta. We’re here. You’re not alone in this.” She guided Sirisha’s hand down the final stretch of fabric, her voice barely more than a whisper. “There. You’ve done it.”
 
Ravi, feeling both anxious and aroused by the scene unfolding before him, took a step back, offering Sirisha the space she needed. He watched as Neetu gently guided Sirisha’s trembling hands towards his briefs.

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With shaky fingers, Sirisha hesitantly reached out, her eyes downcast as she touched the fabric covering Ravi's manhood. She felt the weight of their expectations, but also the unspoken support from Neetu and Ravi.
 
As Sirisha began to pull his briefs down, revealing his erect penis, she froze momentarily, her hands lingering just above his pubic hair. Her cheeks flushed a bright red as she looked up at Neetu and then at Ravi with wide eyes.
 
In this intimate moment, Neetu leaned in close to Sirisha, whispering words of encouragement. "You're doing great, just take your time," she said softly, her breath brushing against the younger girl's ear. "I'm here for you."
 
With renewed courage, Sirisha resumed her task, slowly lowering Ravi's briefs until his erect penis was fully revealed to them all. 

His cock broke free from its restraints and stood tall and proud. 

Her eyes widened in surprise at its size and appearance, but she didn't let this deter her from what she had been asked to do.
 
Finally, the briefs were pulled down, and Ravi’s body was exposed. Every inch of him felt vulnerable, yet it wasn’t the physical exposure that consumed him. It was the way Sirisha’s eyes lingered on him, her gaze hungry, curious, and yet still holding that beautiful, innocent shyness.
 
Neetu leaned in, breaking the silence with a soft, satisfied murmur. “Perfect,” she whispered, her voice full of approval. 

She was pleased, pleased with Sirisha, pleased with the way things were unfolding, and most importantly, pleased that the game was far from over.
 
She was please to see the long and strong cock that Ravi has.  

She could not stop herself and slowly placed her hand on his dick and slowly felt it in her hands.
 
Ravi’s body burned with need and helplessness, and there was nothing he could do but wait, to see how this would unfold, to see just how far they would go.
 
Sirisha’s heart raced, a mix of relief and fear flooding her chest. She had done it, with Neetu’s help, but now the hardest part was over, and yet, it felt like everything was just beginning. Her cheeks flushed deep, the cool air of the room brushing against her exposed skin. The intimacy of the moment settled heavily around her. It was too much, but it was also exactly what she wanted.
 
Neetu’s smile was soft, full of affection, as she leaned in to place a kiss on Sirisha’s temple. “Perfect, beta. You did it wonderfully.”

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Sirisha’s lips parted, her breath shaky, her body still trembling as she glanced at Ravi. The anticipation between them had shifted, there was still longing in his eyes, but now there was something softer, something more tender. He didn’t look at her like a stranger or an object; he looked at her like someone who cared.
 
Ravi’s voice came out a little hoarse, thick with emotion. “You’re incredible, Sirisha. You’re stronger than you know.”
 
 
Ravi’s breath caught. His pulse was still racing, his body still alive with the sensations of the game, but seeing Sirisha like this, kneel down in front of him completely naked, vulnerable, innocent, yet undeniably beautiful, shifted something deep inside him.
 
He was filled with desire, but also an overwhelming sense of awe for her strength in this moment.
 
Her eyes met Neetu's as she tentatively traced the length of Ravi's cock, her cheeks flushing bright red. Neetu could see how uncomfortable Sirisha was, but she knew that this was part of their game and needed to be done. She knew Sirisha wants all this inside herself. 
 
"Slowly, beta," Neetu whispers, her voice a blend of command and encouragement. "There's no rush. We're just going to have some fun."
 
"Neetu Bhabhi…," Sirisha whispers, her voice shaking. "I... I don't know..."
 
Neetu leans in, her mouth next to Sirisha's ear. "It's okay, beta," she murmurs. "Ravi won't mind. He wants this more than we do." She takes Sirisha's hand and places it on Ravi's now fully exposed member. "Touch it," she instructs. "Feel it."
 
Sirisha hesitates before wrapping her hand around Ravi's cock. She looks up at him, her eyes wide and uncertain. Ravi smiles at her, his voice gentle. "It's very nice, Sirisha," he says. "You can touch it. It won't bite."
 
Sirisha takes a deep breath and begins to move her hand, exploring the velvety skin and the steel beneath. Neetu guides her, encouraging her to grip him firmly.
 
Sirisha's initial hesitation gives way to curiosity as she feels Ravi's cook in her hand.
 
Neetu took hold of Sirisha's head firmly and gently guided her forward until the tip of Ravi's cock touched against her cheeks.
 

Sirisha let out a soft moan of embarrassment, feeling the heat and size of Ravi's dick so close to her face and the feel of its tip on her cheek makes her shiver.

-- oOo --

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The First Blowjob 



She moved her head to the side slightly, trying to avoid contact with it as best she could. 

But Neetu wouldn't let her get away with that, pushing her gently back into position until their faces were once again inches apart.
 
"It's okay, beta, you came this far, you can do it" Neetu whispered soothingly in Sirisha's ear. "Just touch it with your lips and see how it feels. It's beautiful and tasty."
 
Sirisha hesitated for a moment longer before finally closing her eyes and pressing her lips against head of Ravi’s cock.
 
A wave of nervousness washed over her. She had never kissed or touched anyone else's private parts before, and the thought of doing so now made her heart race and her palms sweat.
 
Her soft lips brushed against his sensitive skin, and she could feel the warmth emanating from him. It was an entirely new sensation for Sirisha, and she couldn't help but be curious about what else she can feel.
 
Sirisha gently kisses the tip of Ravi's dick, her lips soft and tentative.
 
"Now touch the tip with your tongue," Neetu commands.
 
Sirisha extends her tongue, barely making contact with the sensitive head.
 
She could feel the saltiness of his skin on her lips as she tentatively touched his dick with her tongue, tasting him for the first time.
 
 
She hesitates for a moment before tentatively circling the tip with her tongue. Ravi's breath hitsches, and his hand fists the sheets beside him.
 
Her tongue tentatively traced along the underside of his cock head, tasting the saltiness of his skin as she explored further.
 
As she continued to kiss and lick his dick, Sirisha began to feel a strange mixture of emotions. There was curiosity, yes, but also a hint of fear and embarrassment.
 
She couldn't believe that she was doing this with Ravi and Neetu watching her every move. But at the same time, there was a thrill in knowing that she was pushing herself beyond her comfort zone and experiencing something new.
 
Neetu guides her, her voice a steady stream of encouragement. "That's it, Sirisha. You're doing great.

Now open your mouth and take him in. Just an inch or so to start beta. Don’t worry, you will like it"
 
Sirisha hesitated at first, then parted her lips and leaned forward, taking just the tip of Ravi hard dick into her mouth.
 
Her eyes widen as she feels him against her tongue, hot and velvety smooth. She pulls back slightly, her tongue exploring the sensitive head, tasting the saltiness of him.

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"Good girl," Neetu praises, her hand on Sirisha's head, encouraging her to continue. "Now take a little more. You can do it."
 
Sirisha takes a deep breath and relaxes her jaws, taking another inch of Ravi into her mouth. Her hands tighten around him, exploring the ridges, the veins, the heat. She feels Ravi's hand on her head, mirroring Neetu's, encouraging her. She pops off his length, looking up at him with wide eyes.
 
"Keep going, beta," Neutus whispers. "You're doing so well."
 
Sirisha takes a shaky breath and leans forward, taking more of him into her mouth. She uses her tongue to explore him, tentatively touching the underside of his shaft, making Ravi's breathing quicken.
 
Neetu guides her, her voice a steady stream of encouragement. "That's it, beta. Show him how well you can take it. You're doing so good. Look at Bhayya, he is enjoying it"
 
 
Neetu pushed, Sirisha, and bobs her head slightly, taking more of him with each try. She feels his length against her tongue, the ridges of his veins, the smoothness of his skin. 

She hesitated at first, but Neetu's persistent encouragement and Ravi's gentle touches on her head embolden her. She kisses the tip of his dick, making Ravi groan softly.
 
"That's it," Neetu whispers. "Suck it like that. You're doing so well, beta."
 
Sirisha flicks her tongue out, touching the tip of Ravi's dick head. She feels him twitch and hears his sharp intake of breath. It encourages her to do it again, this time swirling her tongue around his sensitive head. Ravi's hand on her head tightens, his breathing quickens.
 
"That's it," Neetu murmurs, pushing Sirisha gently. "Take more beta, you can do it." Sirisha slides her mouth further down Ravi's cock, her hands trembling as she grasps his thighs for support. 

Ravi lets out a deeper groan, his head falling back as he surrenders to the sensation.
 
Sirisha pauses, her eyes watering slightly as she adapts to the feeling of having Ravi's length in her mouth. Neetu rubs her back soothingly. "You're doing so well, beta," she whispers. "Keep going. Make Bhayya feel good."
 
As Sirisha took more of Ravi's cock into her mouth, she became more confident and less afraid.

The taste of his skin began to grow on her, and she found herself enjoying the sensation of having him inside her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down on his dick, feeling the warmth of his skin against her tongue as she sucked him deeper into her mouth.
 
Ravi groaned loudly as Sirisha's soft lips enveloped his cock, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through his body. 

He couldn't believe how good it felt to have Sirisha's mouth on him, and he found himself wishing that this could go on forever.

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Neetu watched intently as Sirisha gave Ravi a blow job, her eyes locked on their entwined bodies. She was impressed by Sirisha's willingness to go along with the game and even more so by her skill in pleasuring Ravi. 

As she watched them together, Neetu couldn't help but feel a stirring of desire within herself, wondering what it would be like if she were the one being pleasured in this way.
 
As Sirisha continued to suck on Ravi's cock, she felt a newfound confidence and excitement. She knew that Neetu was pleased with her performance, and that made her want to do even better.

She increased the speed of her bobbing head, taking more of his cock into her mouth with each pass.
 
Ravi couldn't believe how good it felt to have Sirisha's lips wrapped around his dick, and he found himself losing control of his senses.
 
He groaned loudly as she took him deeper into her mouth, his hips bucking involuntarily against her face.
 
Sirisha takes a shallow breath through her nose and continues, her tongue tentatively touching the tip of Ravi's cock. She kisses it gently, her hesitancy melting away as she feels Ravi's body respond to her touch.

She swirls her tongue around the sensitive head, tasting the saltiness of him, before finally taking him fully into her mouth again.
 
Neetu guides Sirisha's head, encouraging her to bob up and down slowly. "Just like that," Neetu murmates. "You're doing an amazing job, Sirisha. Bhayya loves it."
 
Ravi's hands find Sirisha's hair, his fingers gently gripping as he feels the wet warmth of her mouth. "That... that feels so good, Sirisha," he admits, his voice already strained with pleasure.
 
Sirisha feels her heart pounding in her chest, a mix of nervousness and excitement coursing through her.

She takes her time, exploring the complete length of Ravi's cock with her tongue, her hands trembling slightly as she holds him. 

Neetu's persistent guidance gives her the confidence to continue, to kiss and lick and suck, discovering the sensations that each movement elicit from Ravi.
 
"Neetu Bhabhi, it's... it's a lot," Sirisha mumbles, pulling her mouth away briefly to speak. Her cheeks are flushed, her breath coming in short gasps.
 
Neetu smiles encouragingly, her voice firm yet gentle. "You're doing great, beta. Just take your time, but don't stop. Ravi wants to feel your mouth on him." She guides Sirisha's head back down, urging her to continue.
 
The room is filled with Ravi's groan, Sirisha's shallow breathing, and Neetu's soft words of encouragement.
 
Sirisha takes her time, exploring the feel of Ravi in her mouth, the taste of him, the way he reacts to her touch. 

She starts with just the tip, kissing it gently, swirling her tongue around the sensitive head.
 
She is getting better and better. 

Ravi bucks slightly at the sensation, his hands gripping the couch below him.
 

-- oOo --

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Hi Everyone


How do you feel about this threesome so far? 


Honestly, I’m feeling bored with writing it, it’s dragging on quite a lot. It’s too slow to write, and I’m sure it’s just as slow to read for you all too. I can imagine it must be boring for you too.

I’d really like to move things along faster.

Please let me know your thoughts.

Warm regards,

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

Totally.

Thank you Prasanna

[shailu4ever]

Wow, Rasmalai with Neetu Bhabhi is very good. Very tempting

Hi Rajesh


Thank you so much for your compliments. I’m so glad to that you liked the Rasmalai scene with Neetu Bhabhi. 

Your feedback is really helpful for me to move forward.

Appreciate your support.

With warm regards

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

I totally agree.  I really can't appreciate enough for the effort Shailu is putting in this story.  Please continue Shailu.  It is amazing.

Hi Prasanna


Thank you so much for your compliments! Knowing that you’re enjoying the story and cheering me on really means a lot. 

Your encouragement keeps me motivated to keep writing, and it’s wonderful to hear that the effort I’m putting in is making a difference.

You’ve been so active in this thread, and your support has been a huge motivation for me.



Support like yours makes the journey even more rewarding.



With warm regards


-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

Hi Everyone,

I hope you're all enjoying your weekend! 

I just wanted to check in as I haven’t received any feedback on the recent updates. 

I’d really appreciate hearing your thoughts, your feedback is important to me and will help guide my next steps moving forward.


Looking forward to hearing from you!


Warm regards,

-- Shailu

[shailu4ever]

Sorry for not replying really your continuous efforts are really amazing. Due to some health issues I couldn't respond and moreover the replies and feedbacks will be more than your expection if Priya Didi comes into the flow of the story. I think many readers will have similar thoughts so please consider our appeal try to bring Priya Didi as soon as Possible

Hi Venkygeethu


No need to apologize at all! Your kind words truly mean a lot, and I completely understand about the health issues, please take good care of yourself.

I’m really grateful for your support and feedback. 

And yes, I hear you about Priya Didi! She will definitely be back right after the current arc. I just want to give this arc a proper conclusion first so the flow of the story feels natural. 

I’m so happy to know you and many others are excited for her return, and I promise it’ll be worth the wait.

Thank you for your continued

With warm regards

-- Shailu

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Round Five – The Final Round
 

“Round five,” Neetu said, her voice husky from the lingering heat of their previous exchanges. “The last one.”
 
Her gaze lingered on Sirisha a beat longer than necessary, a playful, knowing glint dancing in her eyes.
 
Sirisha felt her cheeks flush under that scrutiny, the warmth in her chest spreading outward, curling through her like fire. A mix of shyness and a strange, budding anticipation bubbled within her.
 
Her heart thudded in her ears, and she nodded, though she didn’t entirely understand the depth of what was about to happen.
 
She knew the rules, but this, this was uncharted territory, a space that made her pulse quicken and her mind whirl.
 
“We'll toss for it,” Neetu continued, her tone light yet purposeful, pulling a worn silver coin from her pocket. “Heads, Ravi gets to finish this round the way he likes.”
 
Ravi chuckled, the sound deep and rich, a little darker now, tinged with excitement.
 
He leaned forward, resting his forehead against Neetu’s shoulder as she flipped the coin between her thumb and forefinger.
 
Sirisha could feel the air shift around them, thick with anticipation and heat. The coin landed with a soft clink, spinning briefly before settling on the couch, gleaming side upward.
“Heads,” Neetu declared, glancing at Ravi. Her smile curved, playful and full of knowing mischief. “Seems like you've won the right to take what's left.”
 
Ravi’s gaze flicked to Sirisha, and for a moment, everything else seemed to dissolve. His eyes were intense, magnetic, holding hers captive with a look so deep and purposeful, it made her breath catch.
 
There was something in his stare that made her feel both like an intruder and a privileged witness, invited into a secret world she wasn’t sure she was ready to enter.
 
“All right, beta,” Neetu murmured softly, leaning in to place a quick kiss on Sirisha's forehead. The gesture was tender, yet it made Sirisha’s heart race faster, her nerves tangling with desire and apprehension in equal measure. “Don’t worry, we’re not going to rush you.”
 
Her fingers brushed a stray strand of hair from Sirisha’s face, a motion so intimate it made her pulse flutter, offering a strange comfort, a feeling of being chosen for this moment.

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“But I think your patience has run thin.”
 

Sirisha’s cheeks flamed, but beneath that embarrassment, a quiet thrill twisted in her chest. Neetu’s teasing tone hinted at things she barely understood, yet could feel deep within.
 
She wanted to look away, to escape the rising heat, but instead, she found herself drawn in, captivated by their presence, the electric tension between them.
 
Ravi moved, gently pulling her hand between their bodies, pressing it against Neetu’s hip. His touch was light, testing her reaction, yet carried a strength she could feel in every nerve.
 
With one swift motion, he stood, pulling Sirisha along, and she was suddenly standing dangerously close to Neetu, her heart pounding in her throat, every breath shallow.
 
Sirisha’s breath hitched as she noticed Ravi’s gaze scan Neetu’s body, from the curve of her thighs to the subtle rise and fall of her chest, lingering on her face with admiration. It was as if he saw everything, savored it, and found something perfect.
 
She wasn’t sure if she should feel like a voyeur or participant, but she couldn’t tear her eyes away from Ravi’s long, thick cock, straining with desire.
 
Her chest tightened, and when she looked back at him, his gaze held hers, quiet yet possessive, yet tempered with tenderness.
 
Neetu smiled softly, and Sirisha felt a twinge of uncertainty. She had never seen this side of Bhabhi before. Neetu’s eyes spoke of experience, of pleasures and knowledge Sirisha could only imagine.
 
The way she moved, the fluidity with which she engaged Ravi, it all seemed so natural, so instinctive, making Sirisha feel she was on the edge of something immense, something she might never fully understand.
 
“Now, my lovely Bhabhi,” Ravi murmured, his voice rough and urgent, sending a shiver down Sirisha’s spine, “let me show you just how much I appreciate your patience.”
 
Sirisha watched, transfixed, as Ravi’s hand slid down to Neetu’s panties. The motion was smooth, intimate, sending a rush of heat through her body, her thighs quivering with anticipation.
 
He paused, holding the delicate fabric with a quiet tenderness, then let it fall to the floor at Sirisha’s feet. 

Without hesitation, he leaned down, capturing Neetu’s lips in a kiss fierce yet tender, a collision of hunger and affection.

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[shailu4ever]

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Sirisha’s heart hammered, her own breath shallow, body responding instinctively.


She had never seen a kiss like this, so raw, so consuming, so full of unspoken desire, and she couldn’t look away.
 
Ravi’s lips finally left Neetu’s, and his gaze found Sirisha’s again, dark with desire, softened with invitation.
 
His hand pressed against Neetu’s body, sending shivers through her, and Sirisha could feel her stomach tighten, her pulse racing in tandem with the moment’s intense intimacy.
 
The air was thick with sweat, sandalwood, and a primal musk, each inhalation making Sirisha’s head swim with anticipation.
 
She watched Ravi’s cock, thick and fully hard, and felt a flutter of fear and longing coil deep inside her.
 
She had never imagined such a thing, never thought it could feel this charged, this overwhelming.
Ravi’s hand moved to Neetu’s clit, and Sirisha flinched, a strange ache blooming between her thighs.
 
She didn’t fully understand what was happening, but she could feel the weight of their connection, the power of their intimacy, and it stirred a primal, thrilling curiosity within her.
 
Then Ravi shifted, lowering his hips between Neetu’s legs, pressing his cock against her wet pussy, the tip teasing her folds. Sirisha’s breath hitched, her chest rising and falling faster as she watched the delicate, powerful interplay of their bodies.
 
 
 
Then Ravi shifted, lowering his hips between Neetu’s legs, pressing his cock against her wet pussy, the tip teasing her folds.
 
Sirisha’s breath hitched, her chest rising and falling faster as she watched the delicate, powerful interplay of their bodies.
 
She could see the soft tremble of Neetu’s hips, the shiver that ran through her arms and spine, and it made something stir deep inside Sirisha, a mix of exquisite curiosity, fear, and longing that tightened in her belly.
 
Her thighs pressed together instinctively, yet a part of her ached to be closer, to feel what they were feeling, to witness their pleasure from within.
 
Her heart thundered as she imagined the warmth of Neetu’s body, the slick, inviting skin of her thighs, the heat of Ravi’s cock pressing into her.
 
Each subtle movement, the way Neetu arched beneath him, the way her fingers gripped at air for support, sent electric jolts of desire racing through Sirisha.
 

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[shailu4ever]

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Sirisha felt a suffocating ache of want, a pull toward something forbidden, yet so intoxicating she couldn’t look away.
 
Her own breath grew shallow, her pulse hammering in her temples, as she realized she was experiencing a raw, intimate truth about desire she had never known, an overwhelming awareness of bodies and pleasures intermingling.
 
A tremor ran through her, a mixture of shock, anticipation, and an undeniable erotic thrill, as if every nerve in her body had been ignited simultaneously.
 
She felt herself leaning closer, drawn to the sight of Ravi’s cock pressed between Neetu’s folds, to the way Neetu’s hips responded instinctively, grinding slightly, the subtle arch of her back betraying a growing, desperate need.
 
Sirisha’s hands itched to reach out, to brush against skin, to touch, to explore, and she shivered at the intensity of the sensation, caught between hesitation and longing, innocence and desire.
 
The air around them seemed to thrum with heat, sweat, and the intoxicating scent of raw passion.
 
Sirisha’s mind raced with a torrent of erotic possibilities, imagining herself part of this intimate, rhythmic connection, imagining the friction, the moans, the unspoken pleasure.
 
Every subtle movement of Ravi and Neetu, every gasp and tremble, fed the hunger rising inside her, leaving her both breathless and achingly aware of her own awakening desire.
 
She had never felt so alive, so aware, so utterly consumed by what she was witnessing, and she wanted more, wanted to feel it for herself, to step into the heat and depth of this erotic union.
 
Sirisha could hear the soft, needy groans escaping Neetu’s lips, the way her body quivered and arched under Ravi’s touch, and it made Sirisha feel sensations she had never known.
 
Her heart raced in her chest, each beat echoing the rhythm of the lovers before her, a wild, intoxicating pulse that left her both shy and burning with curiosity.
 
There was something almost awe-inspiring, almost sacred about the way Ravi and Neetu moved together, a seamless, fluid connection, as if their bodies were speaking a language she could feel but not yet name.
 
Ravi’s eyes flicked toward Sirisha again, dark and raw, filled with a hunger that made her stomach tighten and thighs ache.